The drop fell from the leaf
And cataclysmic events were set into motion
Caught in a whirling pool of thoughts
A bond with reality was broken.
Now with a hollow sigh
Tears being their descent
From sore and tired eyes.
The ripple which had born a
Storm of ruthless devastation
Was now but a little puddle
In the tumultuous ocean of pain…
She is tired now,
The battle entreats a truce
A searching heart begs surrender
Pardon this soul, weary from love's abuse
it is sore
A friendless fighter against the world
The heart gave a little plea…
From this love manifested
Behold!
Her eternal touch quells this furious sea
A beacon to innocence, trust illumines the
Memories once shattered, love renewed.
So this renewal, a life completes its cycle,
Her heart grieves now, not for her,
But for her child
As another drop forms
On the leaf of innocence and
Life initiates its lesson
On the unblemished child.
nandi 11-13-02
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